I started listening for the song but after a few days of not hearing it, I called the radio station in my town. They didn’t have it, I was told. So, I started looking at record stores—to no avail. I also tried special ordering it, and again, no luck.
For the last thirty-two years, as I moved around the country, I’ve continued to look and listen for the song. In addition to record stores, I perused garage sales, thrift stores and libraries—even asked several folks in Nashville, including a couple of guys I was sure would have a copy (no name dropping), and still nothing.
With the advent of Amazon, iTunes, and similar websites, which made downloading for millions of songs available, I thought my luck would change—sadly, no. But I didn’t give up. I kept searching online and anywhere else I could. For thirty-two years. Then, last week, my search came to an end; I found the record on Ebay! Yes, I bought it!
The record arrived today and I immediately put it on the record player. (Yes, I still have one of those). And my thirty-two year quest was over! I listened twice—and then a third time. I did like the song and decided it had been worth the wait. So, am I happy now? Well, sort of, but there are still more songs I’m looking for so it’s not like I’ll have nothing to do.
After listening another time or two, I started writing this blog. And now, just one thing remains to do. I need to call My Mother’s Other Son and tell him, “Yes, I’ve heard the song.” Thirty-two years after the fact but better late than never.
by A.A. Pencil